I too slowly went down and stood near the bedroom door. They didn’t fully lock it, but they have slightly closed it so that I can get a view whateve... they are doing inside.Inside our bedroom there used to be a table where our kids will keep their books. Kumar made my wife sit on the table, pushed away all the books from there and spread her legs. He tore apart her panty and started fingering her pussy.Kumar: Do you want my cock bitch?Wife: yes Kumar. I really need your cock. I have been dying. As the weekend was approaching, so the bus was crowded. But luckily I got the last vacant seat, next to a grumpy old man. I placed my luggage above my seat, settled down, plugged in my earphones and the bus started moving.It had been hardly 10-15 seconds that suddenly the bus stopped and one lady along with a small boy boarded the bus. I was awestruck for a moment after seeing her. She must be in her late twenties, with a milky white complexion, probably with a height 5’6, green eyes and ample. He slammed is hand down on his desk. But hewould be damned if he'd let a stupid harpy like Britney beat him. Also,the whispering campaign she started would haunt him the rest of his life.Most people would not believe it but they would wonder and some wouldlove to believe the worst of anyone. No, he couldn't let her win. Harry would have his revenge on Britney. Andalso revenge on his wife. She had said she loved him. Some love, andtrust to fade so quickly. But what? Well, it was times like this. As she got up off the floor I took inventory of my new pet. She had no body fat on her legs or stomach and just enough on her ass. As she walked away a noticed a two in gap below her slit between her thighs, just a perfect body. I want your make-up perfect and your hair down, you have an hour! I ordered as she disappeared into the hallway. I glance over and noticed that I left the front door open. I walked over to close it and I seen the mailman briskly walk to his truck. The mailbox was.